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But none close as alive as the curveaway
night, none close in the affinity addict,
none close in the virtue labyrinth, the screen,
o ancient soul the screen skin slackened sheer
and tanned near void as curveaway night, none close
as the close spun substance, whole and partless, none,
none close in sore riddles and exposition,
hysterical wail of intervision,
signs injected into inherited light:
cemetery, rest area, entertainment